#𝗩𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗘 𝟬𝟬𝟭 ━ plata o plomo.

[hammurabicomplex-a2]

i promised some  cartel background  and i must oblige.   this is mainly referring to my muses’  main verse,  which is set around the 1980s-1990s,  but it can be adapted to fit a more modern concept.   it is the verse i highly prefer to use in plots,  often prioritized over others.

javier carosella,  patricia’s father,  became a notorious criminal within the state of chihuahua before pat was even born.   in the then-small dusty border town of ojinaga,  he created a system for smuggling weed and heroin across the border to the united states.

eventually,  he relocated to ciudad juárez,  where he founded the  frontera cartel,  the name given due to his border-based operations.

javier became an extremely powerful and well-known drug lord,  so much that long after his death the name  carosella  still holds prestige and influence.

when javier was killed,  two men took up the leadership of the frontera cartel:  ángel martinez,  javier’s long-time friend,  and his cousin benjamín ortíz.   despite their strong leadership,  they just did not have the same ability to deal with allies and rivals as javier did.   many conflicts arose as others saw javier’s death as an opportunity to try to take control over la frontera’s territories,  trafficking routes,  and influence over the mexican government.

up until pat joined la frontera,  they still only dealt mostly with marijuana trafficking.   she would not move to their base in las vegas until many years later.

in the 70s and early 80s,  a majority of the cocaine smuggled to the united states was trafficked by colombian drug cartels through florida and the caribbean sea.   this changed in the mid 80s,  when they were looking to shift their operations to mexico and pat used her connections to strike a deal for the frontera cartel.   they moved the cocaine from colombia to the u.s. in multi-ton shipments,  asking not for cash payments but for a 50% cut of all the cocaine transported.   this was  extremely profitable,  and soon cocaine was the main priority of la frontera.

in regards to my muses' positions in the frontera cartel,  patricia and román both work within logistics of cocaine trafficking;  pat in supply chain management,  román as the head of transportation.

[hammurabicomplex-a2]

❝    CAN I ASK YOU SOMETHING?    ❞

it’s a  rethorical question,   as she doesn’t pay attention to his reply,   nor does she give him much time to answer;   only enough to place a cigarette between  her lips and light it up with a flick of her thumb over the lighter.     the cigarette case rests between them,   open,   a silent invitation for him to take one if he wishes.

❝    why do you do this?     i mean━━   money,   sure.     but you’re already rich as it is.    ❞      so is she,   of course,   even if that doesn’t stop her.     but she wouldn’t deny having an ulterior motive if asked.      ❝    so is that all?    ❞

@parieur​   ;   ♡

[hammurabicomplex-a2]

HER EYES MIGHT BE ON THE PHONE SCREEN,   but it’s as if she can feel his gaze on her.     not continuously,   but settling back on her face for just a fraction of a second   ━━   more specifically,   on the darkening bruise on her cheekbone;   the result of benjamín’s latest rampage.

❝    stop staring at it.    ❞      he’s not,   yet she feels as if she’s under a spotlight,   the weight of the world’s attention right on the top of her reddened cheekbone.      le chiffre has probably heard the fight.     anyone  within a five mile radius heard it.     still,   she finds herself attempting to regain some of her dignity with a blatant lie.      ❝    it was an accident.     i took a fall.    ❞

@parieur​    :    ♡

[hammurabicomplex-a2]

❝    I NEED SOMETHING  EFFICIENT.     but discreet,  too.     preferably small enough to fit into a suitcase.    ❞      explosives are  his  area of expertise,   not hers,   but she sure has very specific demands for it.     a very high budget,   too,   but they’ll get to that once she’s certain he’s the right person for the job.       ❝    do you think you can do that?    ❞

@cracknoir​​   ;   ♡

[hammurabicomplex-a2]

❝    CAN’T SLEEP?    ❞      she’s back from work;   temporarily,   at least.     her phone stays in her pocket,   and pat knows it might light up with a call asking her to come back in at any minute.     any possibility of getting some real sleep is doomed for her tonight.      ❝    pesadillas,   ¿de nuevo?    ❞

@crestazul​   ;   ♡

[hammurabicomplex-a2]

THERE’S CERTAIN INFORMATION ABOUT HER   that should never be revealed,   never see the light of day until it’s ready to be put into the world.     her plans against benjamín,   the near  suicidal  mission to kill him and take his throne   ━━   having those come to light makes her feel almost as if she’s completely  bare  before the other,   every secret she’s spent years hiding forcefully exposed.

still,   she doesn’t lose her composure.      ❝    es un  hombre de negocios.     como yo.    ❞      which means,   they can  negotiate.     she approaches in slow steps,   as careful and calculated as her words.      ❝    ortíz would kill me if he found out about this.     yet,   here i am.     which means you kept it to yourself.    ❞      questions buzz inside her brain;   for how long does he know?     what is he planning?     it’s not the time to ask them,   yet they hang heavy in the air between the two of them.      ❝    why?    ❞

@leopardos​​    :    ♡